The first thing I noticed when I created shadow clones was that I could see through their eyes simultaneously. The Rinnegan formed intriguing connections in my brain, helping me perceive the world in this way. Perhaps it was related to the fact that my brain was already unusual; the Rinnegan only added new facets to it.
"Hmm, even like this?"
The Rinnegan transmitted not only visual perception but the entire spectrum of sensations experienced by the clones.
"This will definitely accelerate my training..." A smile appeared on my face at the thought.
The essence of this feature was that the clones' experience didn't accumulate and transfer to the original but constantly flowed both ways.
At that moment, my five clones were studying elemental transformations. Thanks to the Rinnegan, I had an affinity for all five elements, so it was necessary to hone this talent to the level of skill.
I observed each clone as they interacted with the elements: fire, water, earth, wind, and lightning. Each clone immersed themselves in their element, and I felt their efforts and progress as my own. This created a unique opportunity to analyze and adjust my actions in real time.
For example, one clone working with fire concentrated chakra to create the perfect flame. I felt his tension, heat, and satisfaction when the flame took the desired shape. Another clone, controlling water, tried to alter its form, and I sensed the resistance of the water, its fluidity and strength. Each clone added new knowledge and sensations that instantly became part of me.
These trainings not only accelerated my progress but also allowed me to understand the nature of each element more deeply. I saw how the clones experimented with various techniques, made mistakes and learned from them, and I received all this experience instantly. It was a continuous learning process.
By my estimates, to achieve the results I needed, it wouldn't take more than a week of such training. I set such timeframes because I didn't need to spend time recovering after training, and the clones had as much chakra as many elite jonin didn't possess. There couldn't be any brain overload in principle, since telepathy along with perfect body control helped eliminate all possible problems.
—= Some Time Later =—
Tsunade is an extremely attractive character in the Naruto anime in many senses of the word.
"Who are you?"
Now I can say that in reality, she is no less appealing. It wasn't just about her beauty but also her character. Her straightforwardness was a significant plus in my eyes.
"Just a scientist. But that's not what you want to know." I pointed out the obvious reason why I was invited to the Hokage's residence.
Tsunade didn't ask her question immediately. She pondered deeply, deciding what was most important to her personally and in what matter I wouldn't lie... After a minute and thirty seconds, she had a question.
"Where are you from?"
A very good question, as based on this answer, a whole slew of others could be built.
"Your advisors have already given you certain thoughts on this matter, haven't they?" I asked her.
Tsunade gave a brief nod. By this point, I had stopped actively paying attention to the thoughts of people around me, as I had already obtained all the necessary information I could use.
"Yes, but assumptions and your words are two different things."
What problems could I face by telling Tsunade that I'm not from this world? Considering that I'm already stronger than all the inhabitants of this planet, there's no particular danger from this information.
"Truth or lies?..." a thought flashed in my mind.
This is my vacation... So why should I worry about it?
"I'm from the Land of Iron," I said with a slight smile.
The Land of Iron was an excellent cover. This region, known for its samurai, was beyond the influence of major shinobi villages. Their spy networks had limited presence there, and information about people from the Land of Iron often remained inaccessible or undefined.
Tsunade narrowed her eyes, clearly trying to assess the truthfulness of my words. I continued to think: if I told the truth, there would likely be far more problems. The Land of Iron was a convenient choice, and the likelihood of my words being checked was minimal.
"Interesting," she finally said. "The Land of Iron is renowned for its warriors. But what brought you here?"
Tsunade was being quite sly. The individual strength of samurai was extremely low compared to the powers of Kage and other great ninja. I would say that the reason why the samurai hadn't yet been conquered by other major countries was that each village was occupied with its own competitors.
"Seeking new opportunities," I replied, pausing. "And perhaps a peaceful rest away from all this noise."
Tsunade nodded, accepting my words, though I could see that questions still remained in her eyes.
"I take it," Tsunade began, "you don't plan to stay in Konoha?"
Ha, she was quite perceptive in such moments.
"Yes. I plan to depart soon," I shrugged. "But you want to ask me about Naruto and Mokuton, don't you?"
Tsunade's eyebrow twitched in irritation.
"Yes," she drawled.
I could understand Tsunade's interest, as Mokuton was something she had desired in her youth.
"You don't need to worry. I don't intend to harm that annoying blond. After all, he's my student. As for Mokuton, it's a gift and nothing more."
—= Naruto Uzumaki =—
"You look awful," said Reed-sensei.
Naruto perfectly understood the reason and meaning behind such words from his teacher.
"... I've been betrayed..."
"And to be more specific?" There were clear notes of amusement in Reed-sensei's voice.
The blond had no doubt that the teacher was aware of the situation with Ichiraku...
"Ichiraku..." Naruto said sorrowfully.
How could Teuchi betray the very essence of Ichiraku?!
"Aaaah... Hahahahahahaha..."
—= Five Minutes Later =—
Hearing from Naruto the story of the great ramen betrayal by Ichiraku was quite amusing.
"I'll tell you a secret," I decided to lift my student's spirits. "Teuchi is already tired of preparing his daughter's current menu."
If a second ago Naruto's gaze was full of despair, now it literally burned with determination.
"Really, sensei?" Naruto asked, his voice full of hope.
"Yes," I nodded, recalling a recent conversation with the establishment's owner.
"So ramen will return soon!" Naruto exclaimed.
He hardly resembled the listless Naruto I had seen a few moments ago.
"Since that's settled, perhaps we can proceed to training."
The blond had now become completely serious. He knew perfectly well that I planned to depart soon. For this reason, it was necessary to finish what I could help him with.
"In particular, it's time to bring your Mokuton at least to the level of normal use."
Hiruzen, upon learning that Naruto had Mokuton, didn't hesitate to give Naruto scrolls written by Hashirama himself.
"How will we test it, sensei?"
A grin spread across my face.
"Through battle, of course."
"Mokuton: Daijurin no Jutsu!"
From Naruto's hands burst numerous wooden trunks, attempting to seize me.
In response to Naruto's attack, I used Shurado to transform my right arm into a chainsaw. Thanks to Shurado's ability to control mechanisms at a high level, it started working instantly.
The chainsaw's teeth shredded the wood rapidly; if the blond hadn't reacted and stepped back a couple of meters, his hands would likely have been turned to mince.
Fortunately for him, he understood this perfectly. Our numerous training sessions had their effect on him. Now the blond could formulate a plan of action on the fly much better than before our training.
"Rasengan!"
Taking advantage of the sawdust created by my chainsaw, which fell to the ground and raised a distracting cloud of dust, Naruto used a clone to launch a Rasengan at me.
The A-rank technique hit me right in the stomach. I felt my bones and flesh begin to crumble and turn to mush. If I were an ordinary person, I probably wouldn't have survived such a blow.
"Mokuton: Mokusatsu Shibari no Jutsu!"
A satisfied grin appeared on my face. The blond understood perfectly that the Rasengan wouldn't incapacitate me. For this reason, he decided to act proactively.
Numerous wooden trunks began to entangle me so that Naruto could strike me with another attack, which, in his opinion, should win him this sparring match.
The clone, created along with the one that hit me with the Rasengan in the air, began forming a ball of blue chakra. As did Naruto himself.
Thanks to the fact that Naruto's control had improved several times over, as had his reserves, such consecutive techniques were not dangerous for him.
"Not bad," I said as Naruto and his clone leaped at me with Rasengans in their hands.
By this time, the hole in my stomach had completely healed.
"Shinra Tensei."
BAM
An explosive wave radiated from me in all directions. Naruto and his clone made their own modifications to the landscape of the training ground. The Rasengans in their hands created additional craters next to the crater formed by my technique.
"Very good," I said, watching as the clone disappeared and Naruto coughed, spitting out a piece of earth that had gotten into his mouth during the fall.
"Reed-sensei, you're a monster. No one can so calmly withstand a direct hit from a Rasengan."
There was some truth in this. The vast majority of shinobi in this world couldn't survive a direct hit from a full Rasengan. However, it was also worth considering that Naruto was not an ordinary shinobi, and he would have to face extremely experienced criminals who were capable of surviving such an attack.
"In battle, conditions are never equal," I said. "Moreover, such fights will prepare you to face people who are many times stronger than you."
Naruto nodded irritably and, rising from the ground, said:
"Yes, yes, I understand, sensei."
Adjusting his clothes, he looked at me.
"Next round?"
In response to such a question, I simply formed the necessary sequence of seals.
"Mokuton: Mokuryu no Jutsu!"
Wooden dragons rushed at Naruto with incredible speed. The blond's eyes widened at the sight, as he knew perfectly well what this technique entailed. For this reason, he acted swiftly.
"Mokuton: Mokujōheki!"
Wooden trunks appeared in front of Naruto, forming a multi-layered shield that managed to withstand the dragon's attack.
—= Some Time Later =—
The training ground after our sparring sessions presented a rather horrifying sight; numerous craters seemed to suggest that nuclear weapons had been tested here.
"We've established the foundation for your future training," I said, looking at Naruto, who was breathing heavily.
Although his body was strengthened, he was still very young and hadn't yet reached his peak, as a result of which recovery had speed limitations.
"Understood, sensei..." he said without raising his head.
"And that means it's time to talk with the fox."
After these words, Naruto slumped slightly. I knew perfectly well that he was trying to postpone this conversation as much as possible, as he still remembered what happened to him when he gave in to the Bijuu's power.
"If you want to become stronger, you'll have to talk to him."
Naruto frowned and said:
"The First Hokage didn't need the Nine-Tails' power to become the strongest shinobi of his era."
In this, he was right.
"However, that doesn't mean you should miss the opportunities you have at hand. The Nine-Tails can strengthen you. Jiraiya explained the structure of your seal to you."
At my request, the white-haired Sannin had explained to Naruto the basic principles of the seal's structure. Thanks to storming the library with clones, Naruto had been able to understand Jiraiya's words.
"Haaah..." Naruto sighed. "Yes, the seal is designed so that my body gets used to the Nine-Tails' chakra. According to the Fourth's plan, I should learn to use his power in the future."
As I understood it, Minato was inspired to create such a seal because of Killer Bee from Kumogakure. In their encounter, the Raikage's younger brother had surprised Minato with his control over his Bijuu. Therefore, on the day the Nine-Tails rampaged, Minato made a choice that should have made Naruto as strong as possible in the future.
After my words, Naruto gave in and nodded. At that moment, I activated my eyes. In a moment, Naruto and I were before the gates. Under my influence, Naruto's subconscious had changed. Now there was no water in this place, and overall it was brighter.
On the gate's lock was a seal, which was the first stage, and behind the seal was a lock, which was the foundation. I had just begun delving into fūinjutsu, so I couldn't make any improvements to this array.
"Well, hello, Nine-Tails," I said as the giant fox with nine tails turned his gaze to me.
Kurama's red eyes were full of rage and hatred.
"WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE EYES?!"
His rage was understandable to me, as those eyes were possessed by the one whom Kurama considered his father.
Naruto looked at me and the Nine-Tails with a bewildered gaze.
"Did that affect you so much?"
"HUMAN!" the Nine-Tails roared, and his paw slammed into the gates with force. A claw stopped right before my face.
"RAAARGH!!!" Kurama roared in frustration.
I stood calmly, knowing that the seal held him back. Naruto's gaze darted between me and Kurama, and I felt his inner turmoil. My task was not only to control the situation but also to help Naruto cope with this powerful force within him.
"I have a proposal for you... I'm sure it will interest you."
—= Some Time Later =—
"Where are you planning to go?" Jiraiya asked me.
At this moment, we were near Konoha's gates.
"To Kirigakure. I've heard that interesting events are unfolding there that I don't want to miss."
"You want to participate in the civil war?" Jiraiya asked skeptically.
"I'm going to end it," I said. "Besides, I need to collect the reward for returning Samehada, as well as the bounty for killing Kisame."
Jiraiya didn't understand my line of thought. To him, my actions made no sense.
"You'll understand later. I'm leaving Naruto's training to you. With Mokuton, he can manage without you, but with the fox's chakra..."
"Yes, yes, I get it. Besides, it was already in my plans," the irritated Jiraiya shrugged.
Still, I liked Jiraiya with his character.
"See you soon." I extended my hand for a handshake.
Jiraiya smirked and shook my hand.
"See you soon."
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Stones for the God of Ramens! Souls for the Throne of Ramens!
Kirigakure, also known as the Village Hidden in the Mist, was located in the Land of Water, situated southeast of the Land of Fire. Since the Land of Water was an archipelago, the journey there lay across the sea, which had become a highly dangerous zone due to the civil war in Kirigakure.
To reach it in the shortest possible time, I flew. Initially, I considered visiting the Land of Whirlpools, but upon learning that numerous countries had long ago plundered all the Uzumaki secrets, I decided not to waste my time.
The Village Hidden in the Mist lived up to its name completely. The entire village was enveloped in an incredibly dense fog that limited visibility beyond five meters. Moisture saturated the air, giving each breath a salty hint of the sea. Narrow streets, paved with slippery stones, wound between houses like a labyrinth designed to confuse unwelcome guests.
The houses in Kirigakure were built from sturdy gray stone; their roofs were partially covered with moss and seaweed. Here and there, oil lanterns hung on the walls, their dim lights barely piercing the thick fog, casting ghostly glimmers. Water trickled down the walls, collecting in small puddles at their bases.
"So, here we are..."
Activating my Rinnegan and engaging all my other senses, I observed with incredible clarity what was happening on the island at that moment. The sight unfolding before me was horrifying in its brutality.
Numerous battles were being fought sporadically throughout the village. My gaze instantly found the largest sources of chakra in the area.
Terumi Mei, Karatachi Yagura, and Utakata. Each of them interested me. Mei because of her bloodline and natural beauty; Yagura and Utakata because they had bijuu sealed within them.
At that very moment, Utakata was on a mission. Together with his teacher, he was pursuing a team of rebels. Considering the numerous pitfalls involved in approaching Yagura and Terumi Mei, Utakata was first on my list.
—= Utakata =—
As Kirigakure's jinchuuriki, Utakata understood his role as the village's weapon all too well. The very moment the Fourth Mizukage began his brutal policies, Utakata realized he would have an incredible number of tasks.
"You did well today, Utakata," said his sensei.
The corners of Utakata's lips lifted slightly. His sensei was the only one who treated him—a jinchuuriki—so kindly.
"At this rate, you'll become a jonin quite soon."
Utakata nodded. In truth, he wasn't particularly interested in climbing the career ladder, but his teacher's opinion mattered to him.
"In that case, see you tomorrow," said his teacher before departing.
As soon as his teacher left, Utakata was left to his own devices.
"You have rather dubious weather here," came a voice from behind Utakata.
The voice, sounding so dangerously close to him, made him adopt a combat stance.
Utakata's eyes began to study the owner of the voice: an ordinary-looking man at first glance, who exuded an aura of calm.
"However," Utakata's gaze met the man's eyes, which instantly changed. "That's not so important."
In an instant, Utakata found himself before the gates—the gates that had doomed him to such an unenviable fate. They stood before the gates of the Six-Tails.
"HUMAN, WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE EYES?!" boomed the voice of the one on the other side of the gates.
—= Reed Richards =—
"I just can't understand why you bijuu are so astounded by the fact that I have the Rinnegan," I couldn't help but ask.
"What have you done?!"
"YOU ARE UNWORTHY OF POSSESSING THOSE EYES!"
The Six-Tailed Slug was, to put it mildly, displeased that I had these eyes.
"Maybe you're right," I shrugged. "Your opinion is yours alone. I've not come here to discuss whether humans are worthy of this power or not. I've come here to make a deal with you."
The Six-Tails looked at me in puzzlement. In the gaze of this ancient creature, there was still distrust toward me. Understandable, since these beings had been confined in cages for decades. Over such a long time, it's easy to develop certain impressions about the human race.
"Do you think I'll just let you do whatever you want?" Utakata asked me.
"Believe me," I began, looking at him. "You're just as interested in seeing my plan come to fruition."
—= Some time later =—
Having concluded matters with the Six-Tails, I proceeded to my next target. Considering all the pitfalls of the civil war in Kirigakure, my next objective was Yagura.
The Fourth Mizukage was extremely unfortunate. The day he became Mizukage was the day he lost control over himself. Uchiha Obito took complete control of him and ruled the village in his stead.
Partly because of Obito, Kirigakure had become what it was at that moment. The Bloody Mist emerged because one child couldn't forgive the actions of the Hidden Mist toward Nohara Rin.
Since my plans conflicted with those of the Akatsuki, I needed to resolve the problem named Yagura.
At that very moment, the Fourth Mizukage was in his residence. In his mind were commands that compelled him to await the next arrival of Obito, which was to occur in four days.
By controlling electromagnetic waves and using telekinesis, I had adapted to creating Hiraishin markers.
I had learned the Hiraishin during my time in Konoha. Thanks to my understanding of the fabric of space-time, grasping the principle of the Hiraishin was quite simple.
In an instant, I teleported to the marker I had placed in Yagura's office.
The Fourth Mizukage reacted to my appearance swiftly. His hands had already formed seals for an attack, but I was faster.
And now, Yagura and I were within the subconscious of the Fourth Mizukage. Besides me and Yagura, the Three-Tails was also present here. Unlike what I had seen with Utakata or Naruto, Yagura's beast was not behind bars.
"Who are you?" Yagura asked me.
When I immersed Yagura in the illusion, besides entering his subconscious, I also destroyed the illusions placed by Obito.
"YAGURA, HE HAS THE FATHER'S EYES," Isobu rumbled.
"Rinnegan?..." Yagura said in a surprised tone. "I thought no one but the Sage of Six Paths could possess them..."
The Fourth Mizukage was one of the few jinchuuriki who had managed to build a good relationship with his bijuu.
"I'm just a determined scientist. Recreating his eyes wasn't all that difficult."
The Three-Tails said nothing, merely gazing intently at me. Then the bijuu looked at Yagura and gave a brief nod.
"I SEE. I DIDN'T THINK KURAMA WOULD BE WILLING TO SHARE HIS CHAKRA."
It wasn't surprising that a bijuu would notice the chakra of his brethren. This simplified my task.
"I suppose dealing with you will be easier than with those two."
—= Some time later =—
"What will you do next?"
Yagura looked at me and said:
"I'll accept the punishment I deserve."
"Do you want so badly to run away from the problems you yourself created?"
"How can accepting the punishment I deserve be called running away?"
"Even though that Uchiha used the Sharingan to control my actions, I cannot so easily shift the responsibility for all the suffering my village endured onto him."
I could understand this line of thought, but I couldn't grasp why he was so eager to go to the gallows.
"If I had been stronger," Yagura said, gripping his weapon tighter, "he wouldn't have been able to take control of me."
"Weakness is not a sin."
"No, in our world, weakness is a sin. As Mizukage, I had no right to be weak!"
A wave of chakra emanated from Yagura's body, creating cracks throughout the office.
"And you think that by surrendering to the rebels, all the problems will resolve themselves?"
The question, posed in such a way, made Yagura fall silent. The Fourth Mizukage understood perfectly well that his death wouldn't make the problems he had created disappear.
"And what do you propose?"
"Live," I said shortly, looking into Yagura's eyes. "Only by staying alive can you atone for your sins. Only by living can you personally fix the very problems you've created for yourself."
Yagura understood this himself. He just needed to voice these thoughts to commit to these actions.
—= Terumi Mei =—
The rebels in Kirigakure did not have a permanent headquarters. A large concentration of chakra in one place would inevitably attract the attention of Yagura's sensors. At the moment, they had occupied territory that once belonged to the Yūhi clan. Now, no one remained from that clan; at least, Terumi Mei hadn't seen a representative of it for a long time.
The ruins of the Yūhi clan consisted of semi-destroyed buildings covered with moss and vines. Trees entwined around old stone walls created natural shelters, and the dense fog typical of Kirigakure made visibility minimal. Narrow paths overgrown with grass led to hidden entrances of underground shelters where the rebels had set up temporary bases.
Mei stood on one of the ruined balconies, gazing at the remnants of former grandeur. She understood perfectly that any mistake could lead to their discovery and destruction. To her left, a half-ruined mansion was visible, once serving as the center of the Yūhi clan. The mansion looked gloomy and abandoned; its walls were cracked, and the roof had collapsed in several places.
"Ao, what do you mean?" The leader of the rebels couldn't understand what one of her trusted people was implying.
Even Byakugan Ao himself didn't fully believe what he had seen that day.
"I saw that the Fourth Mizukage was under the control of a very strong genjutsu."
The Byakugan couldn't lie. Ao was certain of this and trusted it.
"What kind of genjutsu?" Terumi Mei asked, frowning.
Ao's eye, which was accessible to Terumi, was an open book. For this reason, Terumi knew that Ao was aware of the nature of the genjutsu placed on Yagura.
"A Sharingan genjutsu. The chakra nature was very similar to what I saw from Uchiha Shisui."
"Is this the work of Uchiha Itachi?" asked one of the rebels who held a rather high position in the rebel structure.
"Doesn't add up," Terumi Mei shook her head.
Itachi couldn't have been in Kirigakure. The timelines didn't match at all.
"Well, it's clearly not his younger brother," the shinobi objected.
That was true. From the once fairly numerous Uchiha clan, only Uchiha Itachi and Uchiha Sasuke remained now. Terumi Mei was sure of this, as the Hokage would have no reason to hide another living Uchiha.
"Someone who stole a Sharingan?"
"I have no other explanation," Ao shrugged.
"You've started thinking in the right direction," said a voice unfamiliar to everyone present.
The shinobi instantly took battle formations, and the especially zealous began to attack. Water-style techniques rushed toward the source of the voice.
The projectiles froze in the air, right in front of the man's face.
"If you thought such a greeting was appropriate, I understand why you have so few clients."
—= Reed Richards =—
Yagura Karatachi had decided to face the very problems he had created under Obito's control.
But for everything to go smoothly, it was necessary to contact Terumi Mei. Since Yagura was perceived rather coolly and reasonably at the rebels' meeting, it was decided to arrange a meeting on neutral territory.
I decided to deliver this message, as I was a third party. Placing a Hiraishin mark, I teleported to the meeting place of the rebel leadership.
"If you thought such a greeting was appropriate, I understand why you have so few clients."
Terumi Mei merely smiled at such words and said:
"And here I thought it was the climate that didn't suit many clients."
The leader of the rebels, Terumi Mei, stood confidently before me, ready for any development. She looked like the embodiment of elegance and strength. Mei's tall, slender figure, like that of a high-class model, attracted attention. Her long, shapely legs were a true delight to the eyes, exuding grace and power.
Her hourglass figure was the epitome of perfection: a narrow waist smoothly transitioning into the elegant curves of her hips and chest, creating a mesmerizing sight. Mei's incredible beauty was accentuated by her unique hairstyle, which gave her an unmistakable charm.
Her long, copper-chestnut hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing a face with high cheekbones and soft features. Deep, piercing jade-colored eyes looked at the world with determination and wisdom, reflecting strength and confidence. Full lips, slightly curved in a mysterious smile, added magnetic allure to her appearance.
"Maybe it's the climate," I shrugged. "But such an attitude plays a significant role in all this."
At that moment, Ao activated his Byakugan to determine the extent of my abilities.
"What the hell?!" exclaimed Ao, unable to contain his surprise.
All the gazes, except mine, turned to Ao, who was looking at me like I was a monster.
"What happened, Ao?" Terumi asked.
Mei's voice took on steely notes.
"He has monstrous chakra reserves," Ao said. "More than a bijuu."
Such words made everyone tense. In particular, the sensors who hadn't been able to detect my chakra level looked at me with fear.
"The Byakugan is a troublesome thing," I said with a slight smirk, realizing there was no point in hiding my power further.
At that moment, all the sensors, as well as the non-sensors, could see my reserves. My chakra could be seen even without dōjutsu. Purple wisps of energy streaming from my body created a rather fascinating sight.
"That's why we tolerate him," Terumi Mei declared, pulling herself together.
The ability to collect oneself during critical moments distinguished those capable of being leaders from those who could not.
"Since we've finished with all the pleasantries, can we proceed to more serious matters?"
Mei understood perfectly that if I wanted to, everyone present would have been killed by me. And since that hadn't happened, I hadn't come for their heads.
"Why not."
—= Some Time Later =—
My story lasted about thirty minutes. During this time, I managed to tell them what had happened with Yagura and pointed out an approximate path to eliminate all the problems that had arisen during the Fourth Mizukage's misdeeds.
Because Ao had told them that Yagura was under genjutsu, my words carried some weight in their minds. However, they didn't fully believe me.
"So that you can believe my words, Yagura and I can introduce you to the one who gave orders through the Fourth Mizukage."
Obito was supposed to arrive here soon to check on affairs in the village.
"After capturing him, you'll be able to see everything for yourselves," I suggested.
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Stones for the God of Ramens! Souls for the Throne of Ramens!
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